The other month, while I was delivering the Yellow Pages, I ran into this pair of signs directed at someone's next door neighbor. Can't we all just… GET ALONG?!

"Stick around, Mister Bond. Things are really starting to … cook!"

Anyhow, The Spy Who Loved Me is definitely on my list of Bond's greatest. Thunderball, which for some strange reason, I'd never seen in its entirety, not so much. It's okay; definitely better than Skyfall but… grrr… again!

Bought this coloring book at the craft store for a dollar only because some of these pictures are the most twisted artwork I’ve seen recently!

do-derpy-derpy-derp-derp

What I want to know is who thinks up this crap to send/spam my mailbox with:

I am your sweetest strawberry. A hottie from your most beautiful desires! I could show you my photo shots if wanna see me and you will be aware that it is truth.

All of your dreams would be about me! My name is Gabrielle Gonzales and I am a playful beauty. Let’s chat for a while and there are no doubts you will be dreaming about me! Who knows, maybe we will go to club, have travel or have fun in my bedroom.

I will help you to satisfy all of your desires, sweetheart!

You are accomplished looking man. Extremely gorgeous. You absorbed my care.

But then I believe you got that influence on all women.Would you be engaged in corresponding? If you need to know more about me, then reply to my email.
outspokenly

So one day, I'm remembering a little jingle in a video game for the old Commodore 64 computers. The game is called Epsilon IV. I figured, maybe someone else had already captured the beauty of the song, why duplicate the effort? I headed over to YouTube to see…

For me, they could've left it at "no results found"; but I guess they're results driven; gotta have results!!… scare the crap out of me…

For the record, my little recording of the song I'd been looking for can be downloaded here

Dumping out old email; thought this was a classic. From September 24th, 2011. The principal recipients of the email message will remember its origin.

So, I'm out this morning enjoying my first nicotine for the day before I head off for my split-shift at Marty's. Karl had shown me pictures last week of this turkey on the back of his Bonneville. Today, I witnessed said turkey hanging out on his Roadmaster.

well, just because I liked it alot better back in 2005-ish…